She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

of here

her ears, there were the hurtful words attacking her

lady tightened her grip on the broom in her hand, a deep sadness on her face

her actions crushed the old woman’s sense of pride. Kyson, observing

death, there are no distinctions of high or low.” Cheyenne grabbed hold of the cleaning lady’s wrist and confidently ushered her into the VIP ward

patients showed signs of discontent, but envy also sparked in their

a replacement patient

the white coat and gloves, she

she asked

vomiting, especially at mealtimes,” the woman answered with a hesitant tone, pointing to the

was the epigastric region, indicating that she likely had chronic gastritis and

the hardest to care

Cheyenne, now that she had identified the ailment, she could begin the

each varying in size,

to skillfully insert it into the woman’s neiguan acupoint,

medical skills, and her speed was

involuntarily gazed in silent admiration

that moment, they couldn’t help but admit that Cheyenne

Leah disdainfully curled her lips,

clearly has appendicitis. The

her, publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to learn it. She’s excellent in medicine, you

murmured, “Grandfather, whose side are you on? If we lose, it will

“I know.”

and began to focus on treating his own

help but steal glances at Cheyenne, while he pondered a question: What if he were asked to treat that cleaning

Based

recuperation. However, it would be a relatively long

Cheyenne’s hand and thanked her, “Thank you, Miss Lawrence, you have no idea how much I’ve suffered due to this illness over the past two months!” Cheyenne wasn’t accustomed to such effusive gratitude. She helped the woman to her feet